Chapter 173 The Active Jiang Shaoxu

The night view of the Parthenon is picturesque, with stars scattered on the Goddess Peak, like a brilliant Milky Way entwined around the sacred mountain.

The twinkling stars and the lights of the temple complement each other, covering the entire mountain with a dreamy silver gauze.

Ander stood alone on the temple terrace, the night breeze gently ruffling her shoulder-length hair.

She looked up at the vast starry sky, her emerald eyes reflecting the twinkling stars, but covered with a layer of faint confusion.

"I lost."

After a long time, Ander's slender fingers slowly placed on the thin belt around his waist and gently pulled it.

The silk saint's robe slowly slid down her perfect curves, gleaming like pearls in the moonlight.

Her clothes fell to the ground, revealing her flawless body, which looked like a perfect statue under the starlight.

The slender jade feet took a step forward, and the rubble on the edge of the cliff rolled down.

"Goodbye..."

Ender closed his eyes, opened his arms, and leaned down into the abyss.

Under the starlight, that perfect body fell like an angel with broken wings and was quickly swallowed by the dark night.

…

Inside the Venice Treasure Hunt space.

Wang Feng hugged Jiang Shaoxu's slender waist with one hand, and a strange blood-red flame suddenly rose from his body.

Amid Jiang Shaoxu's exclamation, the two of them fell like meteors, heading straight for the surging poisonous fog.

"ah--!"

Jiang Shaoxu subconsciously hugged Wang Feng's neck tightly, almost embedding his whole body in his arms.

But the next second, she opened her beautiful eyes wide, looking at the wonder in front of her in disbelief—

The black poisonous fog, as thick as a tide, melted away rapidly like spring snow encountering the scorching sun the moment it touched the blood-red flames.

Wherever the flames passed, the poisonous fog made a hissing sound and burned out a vacuum channel.

But in the blink of an eye, with the cloth rustling in the strong wind, the two of them had penetrated the thick poisonous miasma and landed steadily at the bottom of the valley.

"What? Are you reluctant to come down?" Wang Feng's smiling voice sounded in his ears.

Jiang Shaoxu was startled to realize she was still clinging to him. She hurriedly released her arm from around his neck and landed lightly on the ground. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly changed the subject: "There doesn't seem to be any signs of life here?"

The surroundings were utterly silent, not even the wind could be heard. Only the breathing of the two of them was distinctly clear in the stillness. The murky air was filled with the smell of decay, as if even time had stood still.

"Well, the Mind Stone should be at the deepest part." Wang Feng said, and took the lead to walk forward.

Jiang Shaoxu followed closely behind, and the two soon arrived at a strange pond.

Seven narrow fissures in the ground meet here. If they were filled with water, they would surely form an unfathomable dragon pool.

A ball of light appeared in Jiang Shaoxu's hand, but it could only illuminate a few meters in front of him, like the faint light of a mobile phone in the dark night.

As one goes deeper, the space ahead gradually opens up, but the poisonous miasma above becomes thicker and thicker, piling up like dark clouds tens of meters thick, shrouding the entire bottom of the pool in eternal darkness.

"No wonder I always felt like a few people were missing, it turns out they are all here." Wang Feng's eyes narrowed and he looked up at the top of the stone nest.

Dozens of corpses were densely packed on the rugged stone wall - weathered bones, shriveled mummies, and a few fresh corpses still dripping with blood.

Scarlet blood beads were falling drop by drop into the groove in the center of the stone nest below.

"What is this..." Jiang Shaoxu covered her mouth tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with horror.

The silver light in Wang Feng's eyes suddenly surged, the space around him twisted, and he grabbed in mid-air -

Two ugly demons fell from the darkness.

They have human-like torsos, but with small pointed heads, and snake tails covered with black scales below.

Wang Feng snapped his fingers and crushed it directly.

"Ugh—" Jiang Shaoxu retched from the stench, "What kind of monster is this?"

"Heart-eating hellish demons. This poisonous miasma is their masterpiece." Wang Feng explained

"They?" Jiang Shaoxu's voice trembled.

"Well, there is still one litter." Wang Feng suddenly showed a sinister smile.

In an instant, a biting cold spread from under his feet, and white frost swept across the entire stone nest like a tide.

"Gah!!" Screech sounds suddenly rang out one after another in the darkness.

But as frost covered the ground, the sounds soon fell silent.

In the blink of an eye, the entire stone nest turned into a crystal ice cave.

"Hiss—it's so cold!" Jiang Shaoxu hugged his arms tightly, and the white air he exhaled instantly condensed into frost.

Wang Feng walked on the frost to the stone pillar and took out the ancient wooden box.

The moment the lid of the box was opened, a black stone the size of a fingernail lay quietly on the velvet lining, with dark spiritual fluctuations flowing on its surface.

"Here, the Mind Stone." Wang Feng casually tossed the wooden box toward Jiang Shaoxu. "It's enough for you to break through to the fifth level of spiritual power."

Jiang Shaoxu hurriedly caught the wooden box. The moment his fingertips touched the stone, a cool spiritual wave flowed along his arm and directly into his mind.

She looked up in disbelief: "You really want to give me something this valuable?"

As a psychic mage, she knew too well the value of the Mind Stone.

"I don't have any use for it anyway." Wang Feng's tone was flat, as if what he was giving away was just an ordinary item.

Jiang Shaoxu's fingers holding the wooden box trembled slightly, and his eyes were shining with crystal light.

She suddenly took a deep breath, took two steps at a time and walked to Wang Feng. In the other party's astonished eyes -

"Chiu~"

A kiss as soft as a feather fell gently on the corner of Wang Feng's mouth.

Jiang Shaoxu quickly took a half step back, her ears flushing a lovely pink, her eyes wandering, not daring to meet his gaze. "Thank you, thank you."

Wang Feng's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly reached out to hold the slender waist and brought the person into his arms.

Jiang Shaoxu cried out in surprise and almost dropped the wooden box in his hand.

"It's time to go," he said in a hoarse voice, taking out the spatial scroll, "There's nothing worth staying here for anymore."

"But these..." Jiang Shaoxu looked at the frozen corpses anxiously.

"Someone will come to take care of it." Wang Feng smiled meaningfully, and the scroll flashed with silver light.

…

After leaving the treasure-hunting space, Wang Feng hastily registered the list of gains, and then couldn't wait to take Jiang Shaoxu's wrist and walk out.

"Where are we going now?" Jiang Shaoxu's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but she let him lead her across the bustling square.

Her fingertips curled slightly, scratching Wang Feng's palm and causing a tingling sensation.

Wang Feng smiled and didn't answer, but just rubbed her wrist with his thumb.

Turning the corner, what comes into view is a neon sign flashing an ambiguous heart.

Jiang Shaoxu's earlobes were as red as if they were dripping blood. She lowered her head and stared at the overlapping corners of their clothes, her eyelashes casting a trembling shadow on her cheek.

The fox's eyes, which were always cunning, were now filled with honey-like anticipation and shyness like the first snow.

When Wang Feng pushed open the glass door of the hotel, she even took half a step forward, and the tip of her shoe lightly touched his heel.

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(End of this chapter)